fuck boy - tracob
"it's dangerous to fall for the fuck boy," jacob says referring to himself in third person, a sly smirk upon his stupid face (troye mentally noted to himself his heart racing and knees weak) jacob's hands rested on troye's hips, not daring to go any lower. troye rolls his eyes. "i don't do long term, baby boy. i just fuck." jacob bluntly says his smirk growing more mischievous.
"i don't either, asswipe."
troye's freshly coated nails left a tap on jacob's nose, a matching smirk playing on his lips. before jacob could say something more fuck boyish, troye was pulling away from him, walking backwards-his cerulean eyes glued to jacob's, who's mouth was in a frown of disbelief at troye's sudden boldness.
where jacob's a fuck boy, who doesn't want anything from guys(girls) but to fuck them-but then he meets troye mellet who brought a hurricane within his ocean orbs.
and no one, not even troye himself, knew when the tides would rise and the hurricane would destroy everything(again).